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Part 21
Ken and Jane were mostly silent on the drive back to the mansion. They
were both somewhat sated and Ken felt almost bloated with energy. A quick check
on Jane showed she felt the same way. The gate swung silently open as he
approached with the car. He stopped, waited for it to close, then used the keys
that he had to lock it. They didn't want any interruptions tonight, that was
for sure. They drove up to the house and unloaded. Ken left Jane to put away
the food while he made a last check here and there.
Interestingly enough, the master suite and several other critical parts
of the mansion had been cleaned and freshened up. Joan had had a maid service
straighten up those areas in anticipation of Ken and Jane - and, she'd supposed,
Ally, moving in tonight. Ken appreciated the thoughtfulness.
Jane was finished putting away the food by the time he was downstairs
again. They wandered around the house and the outside area closest to the back
of the mansion discussing where to open the gate. Ken thought the bedroom would
be appropriate, but Jane had a different idea and led him to a small garden just
off one of the studies.
It was beautifully laid out, with several benches and paths through well
tended bushes and flowering trees. It was actually protected on two sides by
the mansion itself, and had a small pool of clear water in it. Ken agreed that
it was perfect, so they went to get some of the food and wine and bring it there
in the cooler.
Next, they began setting up candles in various places in the mansion.
Realizing that it was just too big to put them everywhere, they settled for
putting candles in the master bedroom, the small kitchen and outside in the
garden. It was a clear day and was going to be a clear night, so it was
unlikely that they'd need the ones outside. Jane and Ken also put several
candle lanterns inside the study, so they could find their way around without
stumbling around in the dark.
Ken was starving despite the snack he'd had when they got back. So they
sat and munched food in the kitchen, discussing the ritual they were going to do
tonight. Despite the fact that neither of them could remember any details of
what they were supposed to say or do, they knew that when the time came, the
knowledge would be there for them.
Jane wanted to cast a circle Wiccan style. Ken had read about that, but
had never done it. He remembered, oddly enough, everything he'd read about
casting Circle. In fact, he realized that he could recall pretty much anything
he'd read in the last day or so. It didn't occur to him to remark on it.
They agreed on which ritual to use and Ken sat back to relax before the
night came. He heard Jane return a short time later and saw her kneeling at her
feet. She had a knife and a cup with her and laid them out on a square of red
silk.
"Master," said Jane, "I offer you my Challis and my Athame for this
night's ritual."
Ken knew that this was very important to her. He got out of his chair
and knelt his Priestess. He could feel the emotions coming from her and he
realized they were echoed inside him as well.
"You are Her Priestess," he said, "and I'm sure that the Challis you
offer will be most welcome. As her Priest, I welcome your offerings to what
will be our Circle and our life." He paused. "My love, I know what the Athame
is. If you wish to include it in this ceremony, then I will trust your
judgment." Another pause. "I fear," he said in a softer voice, "that despite
the fact that an Athame is not a weapon, my own short comings will not allow it
to be view as anything but. I fear that my own weakness will weaken our Circle.
If you must have it, I will not say no. But I cannot hold it."
Jane looked at him in silence. Then she spoke. "Master, please - it
hurts me when you are in pain. When will you tell me what this is all about?"
He sighed and said, "When the time is right. I promise. But for
tonight, that's the last thing I want to think about." They sat for a moment in
silence, then he continued. "Jane, love, use the Athame. I think that it's
important." He looked into her eyes, the bright blue dimmed slightly by sorrow.
Sorrow, he knew, that he was causing. "Bring it," he said, "and use your
strength to guard us and keep us pure."
They started the ritual before the moon began to rise. The candles were
lit as darkness claimed the huge mansion. It wasn't too cool yet - which was
good since they were both naked. Jane used a small ritual to sort of include
him as part owner of the Challis. Her Athame, she put with the other tools -
wrapped in red silk.
Finally they were ready. They knew it was time and as the moon shown
down with bright, clear light, they called the corners and created their circle.
Ken wasn't sure, but he had to wonder if a glowing ring always appeared when a
circle was formed. The pure, silver light was in a ring around them and, as he
looked up, a semi transparent globe around them. He felt it. He knew he was
supposed to feel it, but from everything he read, the only place you should see
it was in your mind. He shrugged and turned toward Jane.
She was absolutely beautiful. Large, firm breasts, long, black hair,
her naked sex proudly bared as she stood with her arms up and her legs slightly
spread. She was looking at the moon, but he was looking at her.
There was lust, yes, but there was love flowing through him. It was a
wonder how he could love this woman so intensely when they'd only just started
to get to know each other. Still, in some ways, it seemed he'd known her
forever. Then, it was time.
Ken was never able to recall what they chanted or how long they chanted
it. He remembered that everything had made sense while they were doing it, but
now he couldn't even remember the words. When they finished, there was a sphere
of light between them. It seemed to be a combination between the most pure
sunlight and pure moonlight imaginable. It expanded and Ken could feel the
excess energy draining from him and Jane until there was nothing left. Then
their own life forces were drawn on in an effort to sustain the gate.
That didn't last long though and soon, the globe expanded into a column
of light until even that faded. Finally, they were left with the candle light,
the still glowing sphere of silver they'd called and a woman. Lea had come to
them.
Ken's body shook with exhaustion and he saw that Jane wasn't in any
better shape, as they both bent over panting, sweat pouring own their bodies.
He stood and walked over to Jane, looking for where Lea was. He reached Jane as
She approached them.
Lea was naked and stunningly beautiful. Just looking at Her made his
body, tired as he was, want, no need, to respond to her. Impossibly rich, curly
hair of bright copper flowed to her waist. A small triangle of darker hair
covered her mons and her skin seemed to glow in the moonlight. He could clearly
see her smiling at them as she approached.
Her scent hit them - Ken could actually feel the effect it had on Jane -
as Lea got closer. It was the same as always, but seemed magnified almost as if
they'd never really been in Her presence. She approached them with Jane's
Challis in her hand and motioned for them to kneel.
They did and She knelt with them and offered Ken the cup.
"Drink," She said, "drink deeply and be restored."
Ken held out his hands, not able to tear his eyes away from her face.
She was just too beautiful - love, lust, promise, fulfillment - all seemed to
emanate from Her. He was surprised to see his hands shaking as the grasped the
Challis. His hands touched Hers and peace began to flood his exhausted body.
He raised the Challis and saw pure silver light filled it. Tipping it back, Her
hands still guiding him, he drank.
The taste defied accurate description. Sweet, musky, cool, filling, all
of those adjectives fit, but none completely described the experience. Energy
filled him again, his exhaustion dropping away as the aftertaste of the drink
spread through his mouth. Unsurprisingly, it reminded him of the taste of a
woman.
Lea never released the Challis, nor did Ken as it was given to Jane to
drink. She smiled wearily as they lifted it to her lips. Ken watched her body
relax and straighten as she drew in the fluid.
When she finished, Lea drained what was left in the cup, then set it
down. She leaned forward and kissed Ken. Every time he kissed Lea, it was
amazing, but this was beyond that. She repeated the kiss with Jane and Ken felt
his blood began to heat watching Jane surrender so completely to her Goddess.
"Thank you both," said Lea. "It has been long since I've been in the
world."
She looked around, noting the sphere of silver, the cast Circle that
still existed around them. Her smiled held the glee of a child getting a
present, or a young girl experiencing something beautiful for the first time.
"It is safe now, to remove the protections," She said.
"Yes Mistress," said Jane, smoothly rising to her feet. Ken followed
and while Lea joined hands with them, they removed the Circle. Lea looked with
joy at the just blooming flowers in the garden, deeply inhaled the air and spun.
"I missed this," She said. "thank you again for opening the Gate." She
walked towards them, hands out and took one of theirs in Her own. "Now, before
we can relax and enjoy ourselves, there is one last thing to do. You will help
me to Name this place and in the Naming, we will make it ours. Here, we will be
safe from many things both mundane and Magickal. Here will be a sanctuary for
our followers. This will be the place of our rebirth into the world."
She closed Her eyes and began to chant. Ken and Jane followed suit, but
listening, not chanting. They were unable to make out what She was saying. It
soon became clear, however, and they joined Her. Ken could feel his awareness
of the mansion and the grounds around it deepen. Details of their look and feel
sank into his brain until he knew that he could find any point or any object on
the entire ten acre estate while blindfolded. Awareness of every life, every
pool of water, brick and stone flooded his senses.
Lea tied the Name of the mansion to that awareness, intertwined the Name
and Ken's name together, adding it to Her own, weaving them over the estate
until finally the knowledge was locked into his brain. She brought Jane into
the weave and it was complete.
Ken opened his eyes and looked at Nemetodunun for the first time. It
took a few seconds to recognize even the garden because everything seemed
overlaid with ... knowledge. That was the only way he could describe it.
Fortunately, the 'overlay' view faded quickly. But only from his eyesight, not
his awareness. He could feel Jane's presence, but interestingly enough, not
Lea's - at least not through that link. His awareness of Her was the same as it
always had been but somehow brighter in his mind.
They dropped hands, Lea's happiness washing over them. Jane went and
retrieved a plate with bread, butter and honey on it. There were some sweet
cakes too, and Ken wondered where they'd come from since he couldn't recall
buying any today.
Jane knelt in front of them, offering the plate in such a way as to make
it seem she was offering herself as well. "Master, Mistress," she said.
Lea took some of the rich, dark bread and dipped it into the honey and
Ken took one of the cakes. Before eating, they took the plate from Jane and
pulled her to her feet. She seemed almost embarrassed to stand in the presence
of Lea, but Lea smiled and kissed her, then fed her a nibble of the bread with
the honey on it. Some dribbled onto Jane's chin and Lean followed the runnel
with her tongue, sucking the sweetness into her mouth. Jane groaned and Ken
felt himself thicken and harden. Lea took a bit of the bread as Ken ate the
cake - which was surprisingly tasty.
The ate in silent companionship, Lea and Ken feeding Jane who'd taken
possession of the plate again. There hadn't been a lot of food there, and soon
it as gone. Ken was still quite hungry and sensed Jane was as well. They were
unwilling to suggest anything since they had no idea what Lea wanted to do.
"Why," suggested Lea, "don't you give me a tour of this beautiful
mansion we have here? We can start," she said with sparkling eyes, "with the
kitchen."
They laughed and headed inside.
Forty-five minutes later, they were in the Master bedroom. Lea had
taken delight in everything they'd shown Her. Ken knew that She really didn't
need a tour of the house. But it gave them all time to adjust to Her being
here. Ken didn't bother restoring power to the mansion. Tomorrow would be soon
enough.
Lea was fascinated by the bathroom - the shower area especially.
"Soon, you will show me the wonders of this whirl pool, yes?" she
commented. "but for now, this looks very interesting."
'This', was the shower area. Ken hadn't really looked at it since the
first day he'd been at the house. There were bathrooms everywhere, so he'd just
used whichever one was near. Lea turned on the water, delighting in the
waterfall effect of the showerhead. She simply stood underneath, and the vision
of her body under the water only dimly illuminated by candle light made all
thought flee from his mind. He stepped into the stream with her and Jane wasn't
far behind.
He was quickly jolted out of his fantasy as icy water poured over his
body. It was a rude shock which jarred him back into the here and now.
"Holy shit!" he exclaimed as he jumped back." Jane's squeal combined
with Lea's laughter at their reaction. Jane had also been drawn in by Lea's
allure.
Ken stood there shivering and said, "Damn - I forgot that all the hot
water in the house is supplied by on-demand water heaters. Electric ones."
"Is that all?" asked Lea in a tone of voice that suggested he was being
very silly. Ken nodded - he absolutely hated the cold. "Come, both of you and
join me." Steam began to rise from the water. Tentatively Ken stuck a finger
in the stream. It was the perfect temperature. Jane soon joined him and they
were treated to the novel opportunity of washing, and being washed by, a
Goddess.
There was a great deal of fondling and playing under the water and Ken
was hard in short order, with Jane on her knees sucking him. Lea was kissing
him and fondling Jane's hair. Soon, they were in huge bed in the other room,
piling in together, kissing and licking.
The ended up with Ken kneeling between Lea's spread legs while Jane was
kissing Her. He realized, at that moment, that he'd never had the opportunity
to taste her. She'd kissed him, given him blow jobs, but he'd never been able
to return the favor. He began kissing her smooth thighs and was amazed that
even after the shower, her skin retained a taste that drove him wild. By the
time he got to her pussy, it would have taken only a touch to his cock to set
him off. He opened her lower lips, covered by sparse hair that was softer than
velvet, with his fingers and drew in her heady scent. All the control he'd
begun to take for granted over these past weeks fled and he actually had to draw
away from her lest he just cum on the sheets.
"Jane love," said Lea, breaking their kiss, "Please take care of your
Master. I believe that he could use your help."
Ken guided Jane's head between his legs while Lea watched and smiled,
her fingers drifting over her thick, erect nipples, lightly pulling on them. It
took literally seconds for him to cum in her mouth, which surprised her enough
that the first shot of cum caught her in the face. She quickly pushed his cock
back into her mouth and sucked as the remaining spurts shot from his body. He
was still hard when she finished, but could now return his attentions to Lea -
which he eagerly did. Jane continued sucking on him while he slid his fingers
over Lea's slippery sex. She was coated with juice and when he dipped his
tongue into her, the taste almost made him orgasm again.
He continued licking and sucking on the delicate lips of Her pussy,
finally finding Her clit and pulling it into his mouth. Her hips arched as he
flicked his tongue over it, then moved up and down against his tongue as he took
long licks through Her entire slit. He longed to be inside Her, but something
kept him from sliding even a finger into Her depths. She orgasmed, cum oozing
out of Her soaked pussy. Ken eagerly lapped it up noting that there was no
inrush of energy when She had her orgasm. Well, duh, he thought.
He started building Lea back up again, Jane was back to kissing Her
while She fondled Jane's bare pussy. He knew Lea was doing something to Jane
other than just lightly running her fingers over Jane's sex. Jane twitched,
moaned and finally came when Lea rested her thumb on her clit while pushing
three fingers inside.
"Kenneth," came Lea's husky voice, "it is time for you to be inside me."
She was smiling, but the look in Her eyes told him that, as usual, there was
something he didn't know that he was about to find out.
Shaking, he got on his hands and knees and moved up Her body. Jane lay
next to them, smiling and running her fingers over Lea's breast as Ken lined up
with Her, then started easing his large cock into Her body.
He figured out immediately why She had that look in Her eyes. Lea, the
Goddess of sex was, at least in this moment, a virgin. He froze. He'd never
been with a virgin. The fact that She was a Goddess, amusingly enough, was
completely forgotten.
"You, you're a ..." he was shocked.
"Not for long," She said with a huge smile, "I hope."
Ken got the hint and began to slid into Her. It wasn't easy and he knew
that taking someone's virginity could be a very painful experience, so he tried
to go slowly.
Lea had to have been following his thoughts. "What makes you think that
I don't like a little pain?" She asked. "You cannot really hurt me, you know."
Ken took the hint and pushed - hard. She was soaked down there but
piercing Her barrier wasn't easy. Her face radiated pleasure as he finally
pushed through, sliding deep into Her with the rest of the stroke. She moaned,
causing both Ken and Jane to shudder. He would have cum, She felt so good, but
he suspected that She was blocking it. That was all right with him.
He pulled back, then entered Her again, the feel of Her body such that
he absolutely knew She was blocking his orgasm. When he pulled out a third
time, She reached between them for a second, then brought Her hand up. Even in
the moon light and candle light, it was easy to see Her fingers were coated with
Her juices, and Her blood.
She pushed one finger into his mouth and his senses exploded with the
combined tastes. It was so amazing that he pushed back into Her hard, causing
Her to smile. Her other finger She offered to Jane, who actually shuddered and
came as she cleaned it with her tongue.
Ken picked up his pace. He got the feeling that She wasn't going to
wait much longer and he was right. His orgasm was not just with his cock - it
exploded through his entire body, each muscle, each nerve ending, every particle
detonating with pleasure to the point where he began to feel his sense of self
dissolve.
The next time he opened his eyes, he was on his back and Lea was riding
him gently using Her internal muscles to keep him hard.
"Jane," She said lifting off his cock, "I'm sure that you can think of a
good way to please me, yes?"
Jane was immediately on her back under Lea, pulling the dripping pussy
onto her open mouth. Lea purred with pleasure, feeling Jane's tongue dance over
her slick, swollen flesh. The purr did amazing things to Ken since by that
time, Lea had his entire cock down her throat, licking and sucking off all the
fluids that had gathered on it. They both came again.
"I think it's time," said Lea after giving them a few minutes to
recover, "to turn our attentions to this delightful slave of yours Kenneth."
Ken smiled his agreement and Jane shuddered as they looked at her. It
was going to be a long night.
Light streamed into the bedroom, slamming into Ken's eyelids with almost
bruising force. He lay there, his cock hardening as he remembered the things
they had done last night. His last memory was of them falling asleep, Lea
between them. He opened his eyes, but he and Jane were alone in the bed. Jane
was still asleep - which was no surprise at all. Between him and Lea she'd had
quite a night. He'd never seen her so submissive - which was saying something.
She'd been completely accepting of every painful humiliation that they'd
inflicted on her, completely at their whim and mercy - of which there'd been
none. She'd been in her version of heaven. Of course, this morning, there
wasn't a mark on her. She'd be disappointed about that.
Ken was restless so he quietly got up. The mansion was silent and it
took him a few minutes to remember that all the power was still off. He didn't
even know what time it was and, at the moment, he didn't care.
Throwing on a pair of shorts, he went to the utility room and threw on
the main breakers. Then he stood there in confusion for a moment as he
literally felt the power begin to flood the house. He was connected with
Nemetodunum in ways he just couldn't get his brain around. Yet.
After restoring power, he stumbled over to the kitchen and opened the
fridge. It was surprisingly cool in there and he realized that it was probably
designed to stay cold for a long time. Yay high quality appliances! He took a
deep drink of cool water, then set about trying to make coffee. It was a bit of
an adventure since even this kitchen was large and he had no idea where the
coffee pot was. He finally found it, figured out how to use it and got it
started while munching on some toast.
Ken picked up his cell phone from the counter and turned it on. At
least it had the time - good gods it was after eleven!
A few seconds later, the phone beeped, indicating that there were
messages. One was from Ally. She hoped they were doing well and wondered when
they were coming home. She was waiting for them to call her before doing
anything. The other was from Joan who wanted to meet with them Monday about the
house and to tell them she hoped they had enjoyed their first night at the
mansion. Ken grinned. Enjoy didn't even come close. Then he grinned wider
realizing that he had every intention of having Joan over to 'enjoy' the mansion
as well.
The coffee was ready so Ken poured himself and Jane a cup, added more
toast to the pile and wandered up to the bedroom. He slowly woke his beautiful
slave who rolled over with a groan, her muscles obviously stiff despite the lack
of marks on her body.
Jane opened her eyes and said, "Is that coffee I smell?"
"Yes dear," Ken smiled.
She levered herself up on the pillow and took the offered cup. She
sipped it, then closed her eyes in contentment. Ken could feel the stiffness in
her body, and the vast contentment she radiated at having been pushed to, and in
some cases, beyond, her limits while serving the two people she was completely
devoted to.
"Thank you, Master," she said. He knew she wasn't just talking about
the coffee and toast. She polished off four pieces by the time he'd eaten one,
but he'd already had some cereal and wasn't as hungry. They stumbled into the
bathroom and Ken started the shower, then peed. He turned toward the sink and
stopped.
"Don't you own a tooth brush?" he asked her.
Jane's deep blue eyes were pools of innocence as she looked at him and
nodded. Ken contented himself with stroking her thighs and belly until she
finished - cupping her sore breasts as she bent over the sink to rinse her
mouth. Her wet pussy found itself impaled on his cock in short order.
He was gentle with her - even Jane had her limits, inhuman as they were,
and gently drove them to a very satisfying cum. He brushed his teeth while she
slid into the shower to enjoy the steaming water as it flowed over her.
It was just after one when they decided that Jane would go pick up Ally
and bring her to her new home - should she want to live here. They figured she
would, but they wanted to give her the option. Ken explained what he had in
mind for the girl and Jane agreed that it was an excellent plan.
They called Ally while eating more food and said Jane would be by to
pick her up. When they finished, she left and Ken went about reconnecting all
the things he'd disconnected the night before. It was a little disorienting
feeling the mansion come alive as he reconnected things. He felt the front gate
open and Jane leave the estate. He could feel that he was alone on the ten
acres of property - almost. Most of all, he smiled as he felt Lea's presence
everywhere.
End part 21
Note: Thanks to a scholar friend of mine - who will remain unnamed - that helped
me come up with Nemetodunum. At least she had a clue.
